[ there's so much she doesn't know about sam, about his life, about the things he's been through. being a hunter, the why, how, what else?
that's something she can understand, not knowing where to start. despite everything she's divulged, not much of it scratches the surface either. what she can explain and describe could fill journals and it still wouldn't be enough. aside from that, it's happening now. here. (there's a reason she doesn't describe it all: to protect her friends, her family, to protect sam. but it's also to prolong this. maybe a part of her is waiting for that one piece of information to tip the scales, the one situation that will happen and cause all of this to fall apart.
but if elena's anything, she's always full of hope. she cares about him, wants to allow herself this and him and what they have.)
her expression is soft, open, grave and understanding. ] Wherever you want to start. Whatever you want to tell me.